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Thirsty Work Fantasy
Thirsty Work Fantasy Waking this morning feeling a little more enthusiastic, and without much work to do, I decided to paint a window which is flaking. I've rubbed it down ready to prime, now I've got to paint the fucker. But the sun is out and it is already getting hot. As I said to Marsha, typical English humid summer heat - we wait all year for a sunny week and then complain it's too hot. Anyway, I must get on, I have to paint the side which is in the shade before the sun gets on it, then do the other side later in the afternoon. Maybe pretty girls in very skimpy clothing will walk by now and then to keep me motivated. Maybe one will stop and say she is thirsty, could she please come inside and have a glass of water........ |
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I did my window sills yesterday....scraped them and then painted....the weather was glorious. Not too much like hard work as I live in a bungalow! As for a skimpy clad pretty girl askiing for a drink....pigs might fly....if the younger ones in my family are anything to go by they always carry bottles of water with them! ~~Anais Nin~~
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I did my window sills yesterday....scraped them and then painted....the weather was glorious. Not too much like hard work as I live in a bungalow! As for a skimpy clad pretty girl askiing for a drink....pigs might fly....if the younger ones in my family are anything to go by they always carry bottles of water with them!
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You invite her and tell her to take a seat. She looks around your place curiously studying the books left on the table as you scurry to the kitchen. As you come back she's leaning over and reading the cover of one of the books. Her bottom is wonderfully defined by her short shorts. You cough and she turns around. Beads of sweat trickle down her collar bone and into her ample bosom. Before you can get your concentration she reaches forward for her glass of water and winks at you...
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You invite her and tell her to take a seat. She looks around your place curiously studying the books left on the table as you scurry to the kitchen. As you come back she's leaning over and reading the cover of one of the books. Her bottom is wonderfully defined by her short shorts. You cough and she turns around. Beads of sweat trickle down her collar bone and into her ample bosom. Before you can get your concentration she reaches forward for her glass of water and winks at you...
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